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A Stimeyland Easter

Evidently Quinn checked the fridge this morning and found our dyed Easter eggs still in there so, despite Easter presents in the living room, he determined that the Easter Bunny hadn’t hidden any eggs.

He was right.

The Easter Bunny then snapped into quick action.

Fortunately, our kids are not very observant.

Alex then convinced Quinn that a very, very quiet Easter Bunny snuck into our house while they were in another room this morning to get the eggs and hide them. After Quinn checked the fridge again to find the eggs gone, he was impressed by the bunny’s magic.

“If I’d gone to get a snack, I might have seen him!” Quinn insisted. To anyone who suggested that it was strange that no one heard the bunny, Quinn said, wide-eyed, “Magic.”

“But, Quinn, what about—”

“MAGIC!”

Then Alex and I sat on the porch and watched the munchkins scramble around the backyard.

In addition to the dozen real eggs, we had 24 plastic eggs that I had put candy in. Then I put those eggs in a bag with the leftover candy, figuring the leftovers would get put in a bowl later. When Alex took that bag to the yard to hide the eggs, he dumped the loose candy in a pile in the garden.

When I was growing up, I think the Easter bunny left the colored eggs for the parents to hide, because of refrigeration issues. I don’t know, I can’t remember actually believing in the Easter bunny so maybe my recollection is skewed.

My mom invited some kids over for Easter- we ended up with 11. We put around 400 plastic eggs with toys and candy inside in the yard. They filled their buckets, and we were still finding eggs an hour later. It was awesome.

Stimey believes rodents are funny, autism may be different than you think, and that if you have a choice between laughing and crying, you should always try to laugh—although sometimes you may have to do both.